'lo
While yesterday's early frosty sunny chilly pretty run was lovely for all the aforementioned adjectives, I didn't enjoy the running bit much. It's as though my legs are either bored (hills, mud, speedwork etc to come, so I know the answer to that one) or actually a bit intimidated by what they'll have to do next April.
Appreciation of positive mental attitude aside, I've been saying to myself that a marathon can't possibly be worse than a migraine, and I've got through countless thousands of those just by saying "it will finish, eventually". 
Right. Jobs to be done, money to be earned. Have fun, all.